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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Jun 10, 2009 12:38:46 GMT -5
Zilfer sat meditating on the borderline of two distinct regions. He currently was sitting just below the forest line of tree's that had begun to turn yellow and orange from the autumn season. Before him streached a vast desert of which he had still yet to cross. In the distance a figure rose above the dunes of the desert into the sky. It was a distant platue which held someone important to him. The sun was high in the sky at mid day barely noticable in the shade in which he currently sat. Scattered around him were two curved katana blades jutting up from the ground on either side of him. Rune letters decorated them both in a language that was all but forgotten.
He wore a black robe, that had very light padding but little else. His hood was drawn over his head falling down past his eyes, as his long black hair streamed from within the hood down past his shoulders. Upon his back there was yet a third blade within it's steath, however this one was different for it held a white cloth tying it together and binding it shut, leading to the assumption that he never wished to draw the blade.
Through his meditation he was aroused by the sound of someone approaching, he did not move however he remained aware of his surroundings listening carefully.
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Post by Moonfire on Jun 10, 2009 12:51:45 GMT -5
Alina walked slowly through the forest, amber eyes shut as she did. She was taking in the sense of this place, the very trees around her filling her minds eye as Alina took steady careful steps. Clad in simple brown clothes, which contrasted sharply with the large and intimadating claymore strapped to her back, Alina smiled as she recognized a person nearby.
The red haired woman smiled gently as she approached the black robed warrior, sitting in his mediation. It was shame she'd have to bother him. But if he saw her, she'd have no choice but to kill him. And chances where, he had already been alerted to her presense. She'd come to far to get caught.... not now.
"I'm terribly sorry sir..." she said as she reached back and removed the monster claymore. "But I'm going to have to make sure that you never saw me here today, if I want to make a clean getaway that is..."
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Jun 10, 2009 13:04:14 GMT -5
Zilfer slowly rose from his sitting position and to each side of his hands grabbed the two katana's not turnning around quite yet. He took a deep sigh that was clearly audiable. He slowly turned to face the woman as he slowly drew back his hood. His pale face shown a plain and unemotional mess. Beyond his face structure however was the odd coloration of his eyes. They started off green but slowly faded into a dull grey.
He didn't bother removing the black hairs that fell in front of his face as he seemed to be hunched over slightly with some unseen weight. "Were it so easy...." said Zilfer softly upon the wind. His voice did not travel far. "It'd be best if you left young one..."
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Post by Moonfire on Jun 10, 2009 13:08:24 GMT -5
Alina shook her head with a soft sigh herself. "Look, I really don't have time for this. I've got people after me, and I can't afford having someone, you namely, ratting me out to them. So, any last wishes?" she asked again as she walked closer to him, extending her broad sword out towards him.
"I'll be kind, I'll give you the first hit. Though before be begin, I guess you'd like to know the name of the girl whose going to be responsible for your death; Alina Shiire."
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Jun 10, 2009 13:12:55 GMT -5
Zilfer's weight shifted as she came forward finally drawing the weight of his katana's upon his arms as they were drawn into a defensive stance, both of them seemingly crossing eachother however not physically touching eachother. His posture straightened suddenly as he looked her directly in the eye for the first time.
"I decline your offer," said Zilfer as he continued to wait in his stance. "If I win I shall tell you my name."
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Post by Moonfire on Jun 10, 2009 13:28:54 GMT -5
Alina groaned loudly as she watched her opponent being difficult, then again, what did she expect, she just told him at random she was being forced to kill him. "Can't make this any easier on me can ya? Fine Darky, I'll go first." she said quietly as her boots crunched in the leaves, moving closer to him.
Suddenly she broke out into a run, the claymore held back as she sprinted towards him, swinging it horizontally at him, hard. The blade singing in the air loudly as she did.
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Jun 10, 2009 13:36:53 GMT -5
Zilfer focused as she broke into a charge swinging her claymore horizontally, one of the downsides of a heavier blade it was slow and the angles which you could use with the blade were limited to how large it was. Shifting his swords off to the side now holding them together in the X formation he had already made he caught the Claymore forcing it down to the ground, the blade's made a loud clanking noise when they collided. Then he made his counter attack, sliding his blade up her claymore to her arm and body. Sparks flew from the friction of their swords as his katana ascended along it, his other katana remained firmly in place to hold her Claymore to the ground.
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